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Chapter 99: The Luxurious Villa
It seemed that Gousi cared a lot about his wife. In my opinion, men who value their wives highly are generally good men. This was related to the incident involving Mi; her misfortune weighed heavily on me as well. Many times, during moments of silence when I wasn't particularly busy, I would find myself spiraling into an unbearable vortex of guilt.
I always felt that Mi shouldn't have encountered such trouble. Even though my master had told me that the bond between Mi and me was as shallow as that between him and his own disciple, the reluctance in my heart and the unforgettable emotions constantly tormented me.
Gousi's car drove straight ahead until we finally arrived at an open area in front of a cluster of tall buildings. These skyscrapers were all part of an expensive residential area, belonging to the wealthy. It was called Hanxiang Mansion!
In places where the rich reside, even the parking lots are exclusive and impeccably maintained. A few people got out of the car, with Gousi leading the way, I followed second, while Ma Ge and Zhu Jie brought up the rear.
We entered the Villa Elevator, and wow! It was a luxurious elevator that felt like stepping into a VIP room—it was dazzling. It was my first time in such a high-end place, and I felt a bit uneasy, but I forced myself to remain calm, deliberately putting on a composed facade.
Ma Ge and Zhu Jie occasionally glanced at me without saying a word; the atmosphere was tense and suffocating.
Fortunately, the elevator stopped quickly. Gousi stepped out first, followed by me, then Ma Ge and Zhu Jie. So far, no one had told me what Gousi did for a living, but anyone who could live in such a place far beyond the reach of ordinary people was usually not an ordinary person themselves.
I remained silent, secretly guessing what Gousi might do. Was he involved in big business? Was he a hardware tycoon or something else entirely?
After pondering for a while, I still had no clue. Until Gousi spoke up, "We're here," breaking my train of thought and putting an end to my wild speculations. The door was a password-protected security door, and standing at the entrance was a neatly dressed girl around fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a slightly round face with sweet features, large bright black eyes, and her lips naturally curved into a smile.
"Gou Si is back?"
Her voice was as clear as a spring of water—sweet and pure. I stole a glance at her; it was such a pity that this lovely voice belonged to such a pretty face. What was she doing here? Hadn't any talent scouts discovered her? Who could she be to Gousi? Surely she wasn't just a maid!
Before I could figure out the true identity of the beautiful girl in front of me, I was stunned by everything I saw. The luxurious crystal chandelier, the extravagant decor, and the well-lit ambiance created a dazzling effect. The crystals sparkled, and when the wind blew, they produced a sound like tinkling water flowing gently. It was truly overwhelming.
“Feng, stop calling me Gou Si and call me Gousi instead.”
The girl's name was Feng? It suited her perfectly, and I couldn't help but glance at her again. She shyly lowered her head and murmured greetings to Ma Ge and Zhu Jie before going to make tea. I stood at the door, changing into slippers while Ma Ge and Zhu Jie casually slipped theirs on and entered the room. I bent down to place my shoes in the least noticeable spot before slowly making my way inside to sit down.
Just as I settled in, Feng brought over the tea. The cups and leaves were of high quality, and I was quite thirsty, eager to drink. Feng smiled slightly and said, “Don’t rush; it’s hot!” Gousi didn’t sit down but went upstairs instead.
At the top of the spiral staircase lay a red velvet carpet that felt luxurious under my feet. However, it wasn't long before my toes began to feel restless from the heat.
I hadn’t even taken a few sips of tea when Gousi came back down and nodded at me. “Brother, do you want to rest a bit or go see her now?”
“Let’s go now! We need to get to work.” I set down my cup and followed Gousi, glancing back at Ma Ge and Zhu Jie, who remained seated. Perhaps Gousi hadn’t invited them along, which is why they stayed put.
“My wife fell ill last year with a strange disease—high fever that wouldn’t subside. No medicine worked, and she was hospitalized for an entire year. Last month, the doctors gave up hope and told us to prepare for her passing. I couldn’t accept that, so I searched everywhere for someone who could help save her. Xie Ke is a friend of mine; he told me about someone who could bring the dead back to life. At first, I didn’t believe it, but after he provided some examples, I started to have faith. It wasn’t easy to find you; that’s why I brought you here.”
Gousi spoke politely yet casually. How much we were connected by fate! Xie Ke had never revealed the full truth to me; not even a hint about what was really going on. If I had known even a little, I would have been mentally prepared. Now, I felt uncertain—if Gousi wanted me to revive a dead person, wouldn’t that defy the laws of nature? Besides, aside from my master, I believed no one in this world could bring someone back from the dead. Even Li Gui had failed when trying to use Grandpa's knowledge for resurrection.
Now I was secretly relieved that I hadn’t accepted his advance payment of fifty thousand.
Gousi led me into a particularly quiet room that was so cold it made me shiver. The space was almost bare of furnishings, making it feel exceptionally empty. In the middle of the room lay a large bed where a woman who looked like she was merely asleep yet barely alive rested.
Gousi pointed at the woman lying on the bed like a corpse and said to me, “This is my wife; she’s the one I just told you about. Look at her—does she seem dead? The quack doctors in the hospital made her suffer worse than death and told us to prepare for her passing. I refuse to believe in such nonsense! After bringing her home from the hospital, I placed her in this room with her favorite music playing while Feng takes care of her... If—this is just an if—she really doesn’t make it, then I don’t want to live either.”
If I am not mistaken, this is a funeral parlor specifically prepared for someone in bed, yet there remains a glimmer of hope to save the woman lying there, who looks as lifeless as a corpse. Therefore, the parlor lacks the typical items and decor one would expect.
On the surface, the woman lying on the bed resembles a dead person. She is beautiful and seems well-matched with Gousi, but I have no idea how she ended up like this. Unless Gousi willingly shares what happened, I can only take a chance and test the waters. I said, " Gousi, I'm not a doctor, and I'm not as skilled as Xie Ke, so you see..."
Gousi's expression darkened at my words. "Let me make this clear: you have to take care of this matter, whether you want to or not. Just do your best according to your abilities. If..." He pulled out an expensive cigarette case, snapped it open, took out a cigarette, and lit it with an electronic lighter. Through the smoke, he squinted at me and continued, "If you mess this up, don't think you can stay in A City. I won't care who your friends are; just do your best..."
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